He committed the highest sin
unspeakable in its shame
to burn the genetic bridge
releasing maternal pain
he became a psychics friend
his home at the village edge
outcast a ghost alone
indulgence fed his head
no blame no change no alter
acceptance slaps the face
pleasure is disguised
yet love guides his inner space
I watch him slowly standing
straight from weighted years
a man without a mother
silence in the face of fears
a family is like a hat that
sometimes finds a home
but travelers are their own kind
separate they will roam
our mothers they are aloft
worshipped for love bestowed
but save a thought for the loner
his care unjustly sold
The truth vividly expressed in this well crafted and thought provoking write! 10+++Thank you for sharing and keep inspiring the world with your great works! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo-NYC
it is often the loner that walks with eternity! very good poem.
Well crafted, telling and so true. Ethereally presented. A grand finish. I would point you to my poem He's A Loner'
This poem has all the qualifications of a poem supreme. Thanks for allowing me. To share.
Sometimes the principles and values for which one stands for and fights doggedly make him a loner in the crowd without any support from family and friends.It is particularly painful if one does not get love from mother..- - Poet says - -travelers are their own kind separate they will roam- - - - - -hats off to the loner who fights all odds to stand up for his principles., - - - - - - - 10/10
outstanding poem! İmpressive indeed. Congrats and deserving of the honor of being chosen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Exceptionally gorgeous, i feel an affinity to this work (never truly felt like that about a write) but this embraces so many personal thoughts and emotions of my families severed painful ties... my stomach hurts after reading this... so to me a resounding success... sometimes the genetic bridge needs a darn good torching for sure, tis better to stand alone in comfort than with a gaggle of trouble...bravo...tyvm karen